The Sandman's Behind
Sleep
I need
Yet evades
My night time bed
I'm too hot, too cold
Too much stress to rest mind
Lullaby sings to the moon
I count sheep but would rather sleep
Pray, maybe a nap later today
The sandman is always running behind
Copyright © Jeanne Mcgee | Year Posted 2019
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